Lucy Wickshire is feared across realms because of her family history. The thraines have always been a clan of passive warriors that one dared not provoke. Still, it did not stop those above from breaking the pact and descending into the rankless world to kill Lucy's mother. Seeing her mother die before her eyes, Lucy had understood then; she was not a child anymore, she was a threat. It was either them or her. So she straightened her back and reigned down fear that put her mother's legacy to shame. As long as she lived, all realms must kneel or burn. 
You are about to read the accounts of Lucy Wickshire and the millions of bodies burned as a backdrop to her rage.

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Lucy Wickshire

Helen had been sitting in a dark room. She was sure days had gone by, as she never stopped counting since they fell into darkness. She had been hungry first two days, then it went away after a while. 


After the ground had closed, she was sure she had been moved. Even if it was so dark that one could not see an inch ahead, she felt it when they had been moved. They must have been in a metal room, as it rumbled under her feet at the slightest movement. She was not the only person in the box; she had heard two men and a woman talk in the darkness, each trying to find out where they were. Helen did not hear Lizzy’s voice. She wondered how it was possible. They had fallen in together, yet they had been separated in a brief moment of disorientation. 


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